Lyrics:

Pretty dead boys (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Pretty dead boys (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Hot young blowup doll
Crystal fame's the drug
I love you to death
In back-alley porn
Carnage beautiful
Your life is their rug
Single serving skin
X-grade star is born
I like to collect pretty dead boys
I like to make pretty dead boys
I like to neglect pretty dead boys
I'm filling the world with
Pretty dead boys (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Pretty dead boys (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Bleed like my new bride
Keep those flags on fire
I have what you want
Addiction is bliss
Project Lucifer
Artificial youth
You are not A-list
You are Craigslist
I like to collect pretty dead boys
I like to make pretty dead boys
I like to neglect pretty dead boys
I'm filling the world with
Pretty dead boys (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Pretty dead boys (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Pretty dead boys (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Pretty dead boys (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Gentlemen prefer lust
But don't mention names
When you charge their card
She went to play with the devil
But never came back
You might be legit
But you still eat dog shit
Pretty dead boys
Pretty dead boys
Pretty dead boys
Pretty dead
I like to collect pretty dead boys
I like to make pretty dead boys
I like to neglect pretty dead boys
I'm filling the world with
Pretty dead boys (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Pretty dead boys (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Pretty dead
Turn a fresh boy into a dirty old man
Bored, aimless, fucking bland
Turn a fresh boy into a dirty old man
Bored, aimless, fucking bland